It Is Said That Life Has Different Colours

Evolution can forge in many shapes in our lives.  It can frame like a tidal wave, or crawl further progressively like poisonous weeds.  It can advance in the cast of a wounding agony such as unfortunate options, beaten love affairs, or even new chances of possibilities and freedom of opportunities.
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Bleak Flow of Existence

Bleak stretch of time comes crawl in, always unannounced, and overlooked. They grab you by a bombshell, and when you look for the bullets you cannot even find a trigger to confront with them.  All you can manage to survive with is some old songs of faded times that made you felt better once.
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The Most Wonderful Time

Hello everyone! I hope your Christmas week and preparations are going well. Are you all ready for the big family celebration?  I cannot believe how quickly the month of December flew by and unimaginably the whole year.                                                                           004

Dear ones, when I was growing up, Christmas was about food, family, beautiful dresses and shoes, holidays from school. It was one of the happiest times of the year.  Having raised in an Anglican Family, I have always had a deep connection to the birth of Jesus Christ.
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Remembrance Day

Yesterday 11th November was Remembrance Day.  On that day I thought of all those who went to the battle field to save their countries, and I wore a “poppy”as a sign of respect!dscn0856And most of all I always remember and think of my father who joined the British Army as a young man.  When I was growing up, he told me lots of stories about soldiers, his army days and how life was being a soldier.   I learned from him a song “He’ll be coming round the mountain when he comes” and that was the song that him and his soldier friends sang and I grew up knowing this song by heart.  He taught me how they paraded and I did it too with him and it was fun time I had, and to date I still remember all those laughing moments I thought I was a “little soldier girl.” I still remember “YES SIR, NO SIR.”  He was a dad who  continually loved telling me of his life as a soldier all through my years of innocence until to the day that I came to comprehension of the whole affair of one being a soldier.

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Paris – The Bataclan and its Tragedy

I am lost for words – I cannot even think!
It has never been my intention to bring politics to my blog.  I am not doing so in a political manner. But I am forcing myself tonight to write this small paragraph.
I am trying to think about what has happened in the Bataclan in Paris today.  It is so much an unimaginable scene and so disturbing to think what could happen tomorrow in the next street in Paris, or London, or New York,  or Brussels and to name.  We are living a life that we cannot walk anymore, we only have to run, but until when are we going to stop living this fearing lifestyle?
Why are we allowing religion, greed, power, money, war and mentalities to batter us so much like they are doing actually?  How many more years shall we wait before men can sit at the same table and say “We Have changed The World?”
The Future of our Children’s generations are at risk, and the generation of our grandchildren are not looking any good either.
Thank you to those of my families and friends who have been in touch with me to know that my child and myself were safe and well from last night unthinkable agony.  As they know I often travel to France.
My heart goes out to those families who have lost loved ones!
God Bless Paris, France and the World!